Navel Piercing Experience

It's been two years since I had my navel pierced, but the memory hasn't
faded any, and I know that it never will.

I still haven't decided whether I prefer spontaneous events to planned
ones, but this was probably the most spontaneous thing I've ever done. I'd had an
interest in doing
something drastic, purely for shock value. I was only sixteen, so when my
parents
said no to the idea of a nose ring, I seriously had to consider their
opinion. The
idea of a belly-button ring hadn't really appealed that much to me, there
isn't much
shock value in something people can't see.

I had a huge crush on a beutiful blonde at the time, we were good friends,
so as a result
we spent a lot of time together. She was with me on that night, in fact
she was probably
the reason I actually went through with it. We dropped by a couple of
hair dressers who
we knew used to pierce noses with guns. They wouldn't do a navel
piercing, for which I'm
thankful, I might have actually gotten it done with the gun. We only went
to see them out
of curiousity, I had no intention of getting a hole punched through my
skin. We figured
that while we were out, we might as well go visit the town's only tattoo
parlor, who also
advertised body-piercing.

When we came in he was busy planning a Metallica tattoo on a guy's back.
I felt intimidated
around him, he was a big, long-haired, stoned biker. I asked him a couple
questions about
the equipment he used, the procedure... and how much it cost. I thought
forty dollars was
too much, but I was still considering it. He said that if we both got one
done he'd drop it
to thirty-five, not a big drop in price, but it was all I needed. She
needed a little convincing,
especially since she didn't have the money and I was offering to pay. We
agreed that it
would just be a loan, and that I would go first.

I was so nervous! I was sure it would hurt like an SOB, so the adrenaline
was flowing like
a river. I hadn't anticipated the need to shave my stomach, but it didn't
suprise
me too much. He had a good laugh about the mole I have in my
belly-button, but then he got
down to business. I didn't understand most of what happened, the forceps
where a foreign
idea to me, I didn't even realize the needle was hollow. My body was
tensed like a
clock-spring, and then when he put the needle through... It didn't hurt
in the least bit,
I was watching him do it, and I couldn't believe it was actually through,
and I hadn't felt
a thing. I got off the bed, walked around, looked in a mirror, saw that
some friends of mine
had shown up to see if I'd gotten it done or not, they told me I looked
pale, I said I was
fine, and fell flat on my face.

I've always been a little embarassed about nearly passing out (ok, maybe I
did pass out).
Lately though, I've learned a lot more about body-piercing, and realized
that it was the
rush that put me down, and that was worth it.

Jason McCarthy

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